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by Braeden Monks   Mar 9, 2006


I'm dying in a way
I didn't think it possible till today
Grab my hand and show me
Tell me how I used to be
I can't smile this night
Everything is a depressing sight

It's not working anymore
Every time I close that door
I never want to come back
And I wish to seek the black
I enjoy being in the dark
Finding it hard to even start
To make myself try again
I'll be happy and so will you if I can pay the rent

There's a weakness in my mind
It's taking a toll on me time after time
I can't make it go away
But I have to deal with it every single day
It hurts to think about the truth
Hurts like pulling a permanent tooth
I'm afraid and shy of things too
But I'll force myself to show you

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